Eight years. Everyone always says that the time goes fast and boy they are right.
My first born is such a sweet boy. He is so caring and warm and fun. I hope he keeps those qualities as he makes his way into teen-hood.
My original idea for his birthday shoot was him and his guitar. We had been so busy that we hadn't gotten around to getting the kid a hair cut so I left his cute little curls long for these.
The very next day we return home from the weekend of camping and he asks to finally get a hair cut. So I take him over to the barber and we wait 20 min before his name is called. Meanwhile he is focused on another customer getting his hair cut. He whispered to me, "Look mom, he has a mo-hawk". I could tell he was very excited and giggly at the thought. I asked him if he was interested in getting his hair cut in the same way. I think he was surprised that I was even considering it and then even more surprised when I let him go through with it.